Disclaimer: Rowling owns them. Yes, precious. She does. And we wants it, but we'll never owns them, Gollum! Gollum! – and whoever is in charge of Tolkien's copyright owns Gollum!
A/N: Thank you so very much for being so patient! As you know I have lost my Internet at home and I am at exams right now…
Thank you so very much for those of you who review!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The Lady of Wolves: Werewolf!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Remus felt his knees get wobbly under his own weight. His sense of smell told him it was her. That werewolf –no- wolf, it looked like a wolf. She looked like a wolf. And had that strange necklace to prove it. Yet it seemed almost impossible.
[I'm dead meat.] She said [Uh? How did I do that?] Her voice was the same, but the noise was not a sound, but a message in thought.
Remus opened his mouth to say something but his voice seemed to be missing. His bluish grey eyes were wide open now.
'D-D- Diana?' He said with a quivering voice.
[That's my name!] She chirped in an ironically cheerful tone [So, how are you doing? I'm doing perfectly fine. Nothing abnormal here… unless we get to the fur and jaws, of course] she paused. It definitively wasn't her normal self. [I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before]
* * *
'This is a mess.' Said Sirius, 'Not even I can be this messy. She's had this room for about an hour and it already looks like the remains of some war.' He looked at James who was scavenging through the contents of a drawer.
'Why would she leave her room, though?' asked James idly.
'Well, maybe she had to go to the little muggle's room, don't you think?' Sirius shot a sly grin towards James.
'I wish she was back already. That butterbeer's tempting.' Replied his companion. Peter being too absorbed watching his heroes talk to participate.
'She'll be back here soon enough to annoy us.' guaranteed Sirius.
'Nothing can compare to the sense of smell of a wolf and you know who's tracking her down.' Agreed James.
'He's the only one who can stand her anyways.' Commented Sirius nonchalantly.
'I can stand her!' protested James, 'I think she doesn't look that bad when she isn't wearing those glasses of hers.' He added with a sly grin.
'Not you too, for crying out loud! Don't mock me, James. I am really not interested in this one.'
'Remus is right, you're gay then.'
'Why can't I just not be interested in any lady for the moment, huh?'
'What's wrong with you? You used to switch girlfriends faster than what it takes Evans to win house points at Charms until…'
'I don't want to talk about that.'
At that moment the door room opened to reveal a very pale looking Remus but before anyone could even ask he raised his hand the way he always did when he was out of air and had really important news.
'Dumbledore's' he gasped 'coming this way.' Pause. Take deep breath, 'Quick! The cloak!' He ordered and in the blink of an eye his friends had already complied and without a further word they left the scene faster than a paranoiac chased by his shadow.
Remus remained in the room for a few seconds, his face straightened and slowly walked outside. He walked out and sniffed the air. His keen sense of smell told him his friends were gone. He could hear their rushing steps far away. He whistled. The grey wolf entered the room and Remus cautiously closed the door behind them.
'Can you turn back?' he asked quietly. The wolf just stared. 'I don't like lying to Sirius and James', he confessed.
[We already tried. I can't. I can't control it.] Was the reply.
Remus looked at Diana with a concern face and bit his lower lip, 'can we talk now? I will take you to Dumbledore later, as I promised.'
[Fine. But I get to make the first question: How on earth did you know I was the wolf?]
Remus' lips curled. 'I guess you think it is common to see a wolf with jewellery around here, don't you?' his eyes turned slightly darker with his next comment, 'Besides, I recognize a werewolf's bite when I see one... you had one in your arm that night'
[You would not know that!] She said. [For you to know that you would have to be a-] she cut herself and her eyes grew wider.
'-A werewolf myself.' Supplied Remus. 'Alas! Yes, I am.'
Diana stared at him. [It was you.] She said in a low growl.
'I thought you would be better than that.' He replied wryly. 'It was not full moon, remember?'
Her eyes were locked on his and for a minute she seemed embarrassed. A pregnant pause followed.
'You should have allowed them to know. They will find out anyways.' He said looking at the doorknob. 'They found out about me.' He added.
[I will tell them… just not now. Please? I do not want them to look at me as if I was… I don't want them to pity me.] Another long pause followed. [Have you… have you ever… bitten anyone?] She hesitated to ask that, but she couldn't avoid it.
'Yes'
There was a silence, an uncomfortable silence.
[I'm sorry] She replied earnestly.
'Don't. He deserved it.' Remus mumbled. Diana could see Remus' eyes shining with anger for a while.
[If it was not full moon. That means no normal werewolf could have bitten me, right?]
Remus looked at her. An inquisitive eyebrow shot up. 'Yes', was the short answer. Diana waited for him to give her some sort of explanation but none came.
[The headmaster surely will know how to turn me back, right?]
'Yes, he will.'
But as soon as the words left Remus' mouth Diana's fur seemed to grow shorter and darker, except that on top of her head that grew. Her paws were growing thinner and her useless thumb at the back of the paw grew back to match the others. Nails growing shorter. Tail shrinking into the back of her skin. Her eyes turned from the bluish tone they had as a wolf and regained the dark brown colour they normally had. Finally her ears left the top of her head to slowly regain their place at the sides of her head. Remus could not help but stare hopelessly as all the sickening changes took place in the body of Diana until her naked human body was revealed. Moony was too awed by the sudden change to notice her bareness.
'Turn around!' She screeched once she regained conscience of where and how she was. Diana made a run for one of her wardrobe (which was currently the top of her bed.) Remus turned around as quick as he could. After a while Diana had put on her nightgown and said, 'you can turn back now'. They looked at each other, faces flushed. 'Guess there's no need to call the headmaster now'.
* * *
Remus felt his blush evaporate. He had left a short while after she had regained her human body. He had asked her to go to Dumbledore, but she had said she was in no hurry to find out what kind of monster she had become.
He had left once he had asked Diana for her well being enough times (which happened to be ten times… it's a charm!) And made her promise she would see the headmaster first thing next day.
Somehow, the picture of the recovered Diana would find its way into Remus' mind. Luckily for him, he encountered Evans on his way to the common room and decided to have a little prefect chat to keep his mind busy.
'Hello Evans!'
'Lupin.' She replied formally.
'Err… nice… books.' He struggled to find a conversation topic and failed miserably. She looked at him irritably.
'If Potter sent you to ask me, please be a deer and tell him that no, I do not want a date with him, no I will not go to Hogsmeade tomorrow with him, no I do not need him to keep me warm and that for the one hundred and seventh time I do NOT want to bear his child!' she said exasperated. Remus cracked a smile.
'For such a brilliant student you seem to be making the same mistake all make. I thought you'd be better than that, Evans.' He admonished quietly before his eyes showed something strangely resembling hurt. 'I am not James Potter servant. His business is his own. My business is my own. I do not go around the school doing James' biddings so would you stop treating me as if I was some boot licker like Peter?' This he said in the most conceited tone, but Lily knew she had pulled a string. Somehow she felt terrible for giving him such a bad treat.
'I- I am sorry. I shouldn't have-' she stammered.
'It's ok.' He assured her. Regaining control of himself. 'So I heard you are doing the Transfiguration project with Woods?' he inquired politely.
'No. I am doing it with Elizabeth. You?'
'I have no partner yet.' He replied earnestly.
'Then perhaps you might consider doing it with Andrea. I heard she does not have a partner either. I could ask her for you.' Lily suggested with a small mischievous grin crossing her features.
'I would be forever grateful if you did.'
They stepped in front of the fat lady's portrait ("zenay caadilu!") and into the almost empty common room ("A hole on the wall… I think we might want to consider switching animal emblem to a mice!" joked Lily) only to be witness of the weirdest thing ever. Sirius was in underwear. Sitting on the floor near the boy's room stairs. At first he seemed grim but he didn't doubt about flashing a brilliant smile towards the newcomers.
The "Black! You irresponsible moron!" discourse, and number 2 on the top-ten of the most common reprimand speeches used by Lily Evans on a daily basis could be heard all over the Griffindor tower. (Number one in said top-ten being "Potter! You perverted freak! I am not going to bear your child!")
Remus, knowing his friends' usual pranks just cocked an eyebrow with mild amusement. 'What happened?' he asked, stepping close so they would not be overheard. He knew Sirius' apparent confidence was just an act.
'James hid all my clothes while I was at the shower and kicked me out. I tried to kick my way in but he hexed my legs so I can't move them.' Was Sirius' embarrassed response. 'Says it is payback for scaring him about the underwear thing.' Remus smirked. He could listen to all the girls coming downstairs to learn what was all the racket about. This was going to be pure gold.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A/N: I don't know if my spelling is correct on Hogsmeade. I could look it up, but I really want to post this chapter before you all forget about me (hopefully you haven't in spite of my lack of internet for more than a month). I will be rewriting the myth asap and hopefully I will have both the myth and next chapter posted by next week. I already gave it a name! It will be called "He who must not be named" and it deals more with the recurrent nightmares that haunt Diana. It's 3am ppl! I better catch on some z's! Thank you all for reading. Sorry for the short chapter. Writer's block and lack of Internet can do things to you. I hope you liked this chapter and if you didn't, please write a review and I'll try to amend it! Please, please review!
- - Chevere.
